Of course, if the other man did not tear away all pretense and kept supplying him with demonic qi, he would not bring this up either. If you insisted on arguing right and wrong, how could anyone keep things amicable?
That question also struck at a secret. Sun Shigang was momentarily speechless. How could he admit he had come to kill Wu Jinliang, especially now that he had fallen into their hands? In an instant, his furious rage turned into stubborn denial. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
When he refused to talk, Shi Chun asked something else. "Are you still willing to supply me with demonic qi?"
Only half a month of the three months had passed. If the other man was willing to provide demonic qi to consolidate his cultivation, he was willing to spend more time cultivating here.
"Hahaha..." Sun Shigang threw back his head and laughed, his laughter filled with desolation and mockery of his own stupidity. "I've learned your secret-that you can cultivate using demonic qi. Do you think you can still let me leave alive?"
As he finished speaking, his cheeks tightened. Shi Chun's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Wu Jinliang and lunged forward, dragging him to the ground.
A streak of light shot from Sun Shigang's mouth, narrowly passing through the spot where Shi Chun had just stood. Bang! With a thunderous crash, it blasted a basin-sized hole into the base of the stone wall.
It was only a mouthful of spit, yet its power far surpassed an arrow's, even with his vital energy severely depleted and his strength greatly diminished.
He wanted to unleash another attack, but he could no longer see Shi Chun or Wu Jinliang. The chains binding him were too thick and blocked his view.
Nor had Shi